| Song | Don't You Push Me |
| Artist | Tribal Ink |
| Album | Surrounded By Freaks |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Try to maintain and put word to this game | |
| And explain why my patience is wearing me thin, | |
| I'm surrounded by freaks who believe when I speak | |
| That I worship the ground that they walk with their feet, | |
| With their suits and their ties and their wherefores and whys | |
| And the cast that they hide with their smiles and they lie, | |
| And they don't give a damn till the day that you crack | |
| And you flip and find out that you want to sit back | |
| But they laugh at me mom and they laugh at me why | |
| At you carving your name in my arm with this knife | |
| And you know that it keeps me from losing control | |
| It's the only thing that's keeping me from slitting your neck, yah | |
| Don't you push me, | |
| Don't push your luck baby cos you're ****in with the enemy, | |
| Don't you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your mother****in enemy, | |
| Don't you push me, Don't push your luck baby | |
| I an be your worst enemy, | |
| Don't you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your worst ****in enemy. | |
| They_____me_____and they're draggin me, drawin me downward | |
| And smackin me sideways I'm fallin | |
| And maybe I should be just like in the movies | |
| And not give a **** and just _____with the music | |
| Surrounded by cops as I raise my hands up | |
| There's a round of applause, ___shake __the _____, that's a wrap | |
| They say war is a fashion and fame is a concert but pains a reaction | |
| The pain is what you don't get | |
| Don't you push me, | |
| Don't push your luck baby cos you're ****in with the enemy, | |
| Don't you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your mother****in enemy, | |
| Don't you push me, Don't push your luck baby | |
| I can be your worst enemy, | |
| Don't you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your worst ****in enemy. | |
| Try to maintain and put words in this game etc . | |
| Don't you push me, | |
| Don't push your luck baby cos you're ****in with the enemy, | |
| Don't you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your mother****in enemy, | |
| Don't you push me, Don't push your luck baby | |
| I an be your worst enemy, | |
| Don't you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your worst ****in enemy. | |
| Don't you push me | |
| Don't you push me | |
| Don't you push me | |
| Don't push your luck baby I can be your worst enemy | |
| Don't you push me | |
| Cos I can be your best friend and your worst ****in enemy | |
| Don't you push me. |
| Try to maintain and put word to this game | |
| And explain why my patience is wearing me thin, | |
| I' m surrounded by freaks who believe when I speak | |
| That I worship the ground that they walk with their feet, | |
| With their suits and their ties and their wherefores and whys | |
| And the cast that they hide with their smiles and they lie, | |
| And they don' t give a damn till the day that you crack | |
| And you flip and find out that you want to sit back | |
| But they laugh at me mom and they laugh at me why | |
| At you carving your name in my arm with this knife | |
| And you know that it keeps me from losing control | |
| It' s the only thing that' s keeping me from slitting your neck, yah | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Don' t push your luck baby cos you' re in with the enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your mother in enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, Don' t push your luck baby | |
| I an be your worst enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your worst in enemy. | |
| They_____me_____and they' re draggin me, drawin me downward | |
| And smackin me sideways I' m fallin | |
| And maybe I should be just like in the movies | |
| And not give a and just _____with the music | |
| Surrounded by cops as I raise my hands up | |
| There' s a round of applause, ___shake __the _____, that' s a wrap | |
| They say war is a fashion and fame is a concert but pains a reaction | |
| The pain is what you don' t get | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Don' t push your luck baby cos you' re in with the enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your mother in enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, Don' t push your luck baby | |
| I can be your worst enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your worst in enemy. | |
| Try to maintain and put words in this game etc. | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Don' t push your luck baby cos you' re in with the enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your mother in enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, Don' t push your luck baby | |
| I an be your worst enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your worst in enemy. | |
| Don' t you push me | |
| Don' t you push me | |
| Don' t you push me | |
| Don' t push your luck baby I can be your worst enemy | |
| Don' t you push me | |
| Cos I can be your best friend and your worst in enemy | |
| Don' t you push me. |
| Try to maintain and put word to this game | |
| And explain why my patience is wearing me thin, | |
| I' m surrounded by freaks who believe when I speak | |
| That I worship the ground that they walk with their feet, | |
| With their suits and their ties and their wherefores and whys | |
| And the cast that they hide with their smiles and they lie, | |
| And they don' t give a damn till the day that you crack | |
| And you flip and find out that you want to sit back | |
| But they laugh at me mom and they laugh at me why | |
| At you carving your name in my arm with this knife | |
| And you know that it keeps me from losing control | |
| It' s the only thing that' s keeping me from slitting your neck, yah | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Don' t push your luck baby cos you' re in with the enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your mother in enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, Don' t push your luck baby | |
| I an be your worst enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your worst in enemy. | |
| They_____me_____and they' re draggin me, drawin me downward | |
| And smackin me sideways I' m fallin | |
| And maybe I should be just like in the movies | |
| And not give a and just _____with the music | |
| Surrounded by cops as I raise my hands up | |
| There' s a round of applause, ___shake __the _____, that' s a wrap | |
| They say war is a fashion and fame is a concert but pains a reaction | |
| The pain is what you don' t get | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Don' t push your luck baby cos you' re in with the enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your mother in enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, Don' t push your luck baby | |
| I can be your worst enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your worst in enemy. | |
| Try to maintain and put words in this game etc. | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Don' t push your luck baby cos you' re in with the enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your mother in enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, Don' t push your luck baby | |
| I an be your worst enemy, | |
| Don' t you push me, | |
| Cos I can be your best friend or your worst in enemy. | |
| Don' t you push me | |
| Don' t you push me | |
| Don' t you push me | |
| Don' t push your luck baby I can be your worst enemy | |
| Don' t you push me | |
| Cos I can be your best friend and your worst in enemy | |
| Don' t you push me. |